The end of the dock, done quickly and cheaply with wood. The towers were for lights, so ships could be loaded at all hours.
A wide view of the steam pump room, complete with pistons (taken apart for their brass), flywheels (covered in graffiti and rust) and pressure gauges (smashed apart for fun). I guess what I’m trying to say is, I was not disappointed.
The Engine House’s boiler, which would have been fired all day all day, virtually from the day the shop opened until the day it closed.
Ryan, as seen from the crane ladder.
Parked permanently in a back garage, the last of its kind.
This is a great example of a combination rock house; the silos below used to fill trains with ore dropped from mine cars pulled to the top of the structure.
The Hamm-stenciled chairs are all destroyed as far as I know, now, as are the custom ladders built in-house for the company. Taken between the Filter House and Keg Wash House.
From the street, it’s clear that almost every window and door had boards over it, but not every building had a roof. Silly priorities.
Kurth bears a ghost sign. Recently, its main sign was destroyed by graffiti artists in 2015.